I am not being a very good blogger. I dont know whats up with that. I usually think of a million ideas to blog on.. unfortunatly you are getting another "whats goin on with us" blog. and not anything deep.
I am also fired as a foodie wanna be. I have been so lazy this week about cooking. Old standbys and (GASP) food out of a box has been the trend this week.
chicken nuggets (from a box)
instant mashed taters
neckbone bog
green beans
mac and cheese (from a box.. and not even the deluxe kind... Thing Two only likes the powdered kind.. ew? I know.)
15 bean soup
itty bitty baking powder biscuits
Basketti and Meat bulbs
(Translation: Spagetti and meatballs...one of the only "baby word phrases" that remains in Thing Two's vocabulary.. and probably my fault. Its so darn cute I never bothered to correct her. Reminds me of my cousin Joey. He called fig newtons "chewy chewies" and we never corrected him.. he is 20 something and only recently discovered that they are in fact called "newtons")I do make some really yummy meat"bulbs" that have italian sausage in them and the sauce is semi homemade with cruched tomatos and my own herbs and garlic. So thats better than just opening a jar and throwing in some browned turkey burger.
french bread
salad
Cheese grits (this recipe is Paula Dean. It is the BEST grits you will ever have.. ever. They are made with milk and velveeta (only Ms Paula could write VELVEETA into a recipe and still remain a respected chef) and parmessano and you wisk em until your arm falls off.)
sausage
poached eggs (who likes poached eggs anymore? MY KIDS.. wierdos)
dressed out dogs
oven fries
Pretty sad huh? I'll have to see if I can do better next week. I have a craving for some homemade enchiladas...although when I crave mexican I am so tempted to just make some mexican rice and make refried bean burritos with it. I make such a good guacamole that it really seems a waste of time to make the enchiladas when Id be just as happy with a rice burrito.Steven also mentioned a need for some steak. I saw a recipe that called for blue cheese butter to be melted over the top of a grilled steak and He said that it sounded tasty.
In other news we are busy the end of this week at the church.. setting up for the annual "Fall Festival" its a big time and the kids look forward to it all month. Im always glad to see it come along... but then glad to see it go too! Its a big set up and then over so fast. It includes a cake walk and I am still looking for my recipe this year. I set a precident last year with my pumpkin spice cake (I decorated it to look like an actual pumpkin and it sold for $35) So I gotta represent this year so people wont think it was a fluke.
Thing One's great grandma is dying.She has been moved to hospice house in Florence (about 45 miles from here.)Drs didnt expect her to live through the weekend so we rushed up there friday night. But she hung on and we may take a run out there tonight.. maybe. Am I selfish to think that maybe it isnt really my responsibility to get Jasmin back and forth since this is her mother's grandma? Should I have to pay for the gas money and all to run her back and forth since its her mama's people?
I am gearing up for the holidays. Shopping online and looking around.. I admit that I already started my shopping. I dunno if its me loving Christmas OR me loving the cold weather. :)
Monday, October 16, 2006
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
sick
Thing one and I have the flu.. Its a nasty puking flu.. not so much on a fever or anything else.. But nothing wants to stay inside! UGH
I dont think I'll die. At least I dont think so.
I dont think I'll die. At least I dont think so.
Friday, October 06, 2006
martha, pumpkins and death by chocolate
What a great fall day! I loved the weather today. Allllmost chilly and a nice breeze. rainy and dark. Made me light all the candles and snuggle on the couch with the girls who were home today since it was a teacher work day.I have cinnamon sticks simmering on the stove and we plan to have soup and grilled cheese for supper. (wich spells comfort food to me) We were snuggling and watching a movie when Thing One said it was very "Martha Stewart" of me to do one thing or another.(smarta**)
I got to thinking about that, thing is? Those homey simple things that used to be Martha's trademark? They arent any more. Just watch her show! I used to ADORE her shows. I watched the old Marth Stewart Living show over and over in syndication (The first runs were a little before my time)I loved her magazine and all the great easy ideas that were in it. The new martha isnt like that at all. Its all commercialized and Buy This! (on our website martha.com) The show too is so much about hollywood and whatever happens to be going on there. (GAG!) I just cant get into it this season. Especially when I have Rachel Ray to compare to.. love that show. She shows me fun ideas.. but doesnt make me feel inferior. I always feel like Martha is mocking me.. "HA HA! try making THAT sucker!)
This morning on GMA there was a story about the Great Pumpkin Shortage of 2006. (GASP! Shocked? I know!) It was kind of amusing. They used all these graphics and had an on the scene reporter. Seems that the very wet very hot summer didn't grow a very good pumpkin crop this year.. and sellers are having to go as far as.. (get this!) SOUTHERN CANADA to get thier gourds this year!!! (Ohhh my GOD that is a travesty)There was a farmer who told the tale and he was a chocked up.. I suppose if pumpkins were your major cash income for the year it could be a bad thing.. but it did seem a little dramatic to be so torn up over vine rot.
It REALLY seemed over dramatic when it led over the funerals of those poor babies in Amish Country. My heart broke for those Mama's who burried thier little girls today and yesterday. I wished that all the press would just go away and leave them in peace to grieve. Its hard enough to say goodbye to a loved one without having cameras and reporters all over the place. Having girls of my own it hit home hard. No Mother should have to burry her children. I dont understand the wisdom.. and its one of those times when you ask God "why?" Especially innocent little girls.. ones who lived far more innocently than most kids. The forgiveness of the families has been amazing. I cant say that I'd have been so willing to reach out to the family of the man who shot and killed my babies.
I am baking a cake right now for one of my favorite cousins (yeah yeah.. I have favorites.. You do to. get over it) She is turning 27 today and I am making death by chocolate cake for her. Chocolate cake with toffee bits baked into it. Chocolate icing with chocolate chunks and toffee bits in it. Topped with chocolate curls.
YUMM-O! Happy Birthday Tammy!
I got to thinking about that, thing is? Those homey simple things that used to be Martha's trademark? They arent any more. Just watch her show! I used to ADORE her shows. I watched the old Marth Stewart Living show over and over in syndication (The first runs were a little before my time)I loved her magazine and all the great easy ideas that were in it. The new martha isnt like that at all. Its all commercialized and Buy This! (on our website martha.com) The show too is so much about hollywood and whatever happens to be going on there. (GAG!) I just cant get into it this season. Especially when I have Rachel Ray to compare to.. love that show. She shows me fun ideas.. but doesnt make me feel inferior. I always feel like Martha is mocking me.. "HA HA! try making THAT sucker!)
This morning on GMA there was a story about the Great Pumpkin Shortage of 2006. (GASP! Shocked? I know!) It was kind of amusing. They used all these graphics and had an on the scene reporter. Seems that the very wet very hot summer didn't grow a very good pumpkin crop this year.. and sellers are having to go as far as.. (get this!) SOUTHERN CANADA to get thier gourds this year!!! (Ohhh my GOD that is a travesty)There was a farmer who told the tale and he was a chocked up.. I suppose if pumpkins were your major cash income for the year it could be a bad thing.. but it did seem a little dramatic to be so torn up over vine rot.
It REALLY seemed over dramatic when it led over the funerals of those poor babies in Amish Country. My heart broke for those Mama's who burried thier little girls today and yesterday. I wished that all the press would just go away and leave them in peace to grieve. Its hard enough to say goodbye to a loved one without having cameras and reporters all over the place. Having girls of my own it hit home hard. No Mother should have to burry her children. I dont understand the wisdom.. and its one of those times when you ask God "why?" Especially innocent little girls.. ones who lived far more innocently than most kids. The forgiveness of the families has been amazing. I cant say that I'd have been so willing to reach out to the family of the man who shot and killed my babies.
I am baking a cake right now for one of my favorite cousins (yeah yeah.. I have favorites.. You do to. get over it) She is turning 27 today and I am making death by chocolate cake for her. Chocolate cake with toffee bits baked into it. Chocolate icing with chocolate chunks and toffee bits in it. Topped with chocolate curls.
YUMM-O! Happy Birthday Tammy!
Thursday, October 05, 2006
"nobody is feeling me up!!"
No.. that is not an invitation.
Tonights Greys Anatomy was great as usual.. I realize I gush about this show.. I know I know.. yeah yeah yeah get over it.
So the show opens with TAHDAH.. OMG Meredith in bed with BOTH MCDREAMYs. GAH! I hate that girl who gets to be in bed with Patrick Dempsey AND Chris ODonell AND get paid a zillion dollars for it? BLAH... I never get two cute guys in my bed and I change poopy diapers all day. Somewhere I went wrong.
The teaser at the end of the show really left me a little worried. Is Meredith pregnant? I think that this would be a FATAL writing error for them. That particular story line is so old. YICK.
Not to much else is going on. Steven's days off were very concentrated this pay period so he is on a 6 day stretch with no days off.. it sucks. But at least the shifts are varied so he can be really tired all of the time.
Yall know anyone who wants to buy a 1994 chevy lumina with major engine trouble? HA! For now its killing grass in our yard. Im hoping someone will need parts or whatever and we can sell it somehow.. at least get a little cash out of it.
I decorated for Halloween today. SHUT UP.. that is if you have opinions about Halloween as a holiday. Its fun and the kids like it.. and I didnt use any witches. Just tons of pumpkins. I like pumpkins. We are still in discussion about costumes for this year.. ha.. sounds a lot like last year at this time. We vacilated between ideas right up until the night of trick or treat. Thing Two wants to be a "china girl" Im not really that sure what that means.. she wants a red silk dress and her hair "up" and red lipstick. I dont know where I will come up with a red silk dress by then... anyone going to china?
Thing One is thinking about going as "Abbie" from NCIS.. you know all goth and cutsie in fishnets and lots of black. Its only one night and I will keep the sex appeal to a minimum. However, Steven, who has a really unhealthy attraction to the character is all freaked out by it.. (he wants her).. yeah its ok with me. We all gotta dream.. I figure if she ever comes along and wants him? He can have her.. as long as I can have Patrick Dempsey! He says if Thing One dresses as the character he wont be able to look at Abbie as sexy anymore.. Awwww poor baby. But I guess I can try to talk her into something a little less racy..I wouldnt want to de-sexy-ify his dream girl.. because after all.. what would life be if I couldnt imagine that Chris Odonell would bring ME homemade strawberry ice cream in the middle of the night.?
Tonights Greys Anatomy was great as usual.. I realize I gush about this show.. I know I know.. yeah yeah yeah get over it.
So the show opens with TAHDAH.. OMG Meredith in bed with BOTH MCDREAMYs. GAH! I hate that girl who gets to be in bed with Patrick Dempsey AND Chris ODonell AND get paid a zillion dollars for it? BLAH... I never get two cute guys in my bed and I change poopy diapers all day. Somewhere I went wrong.
The teaser at the end of the show really left me a little worried. Is Meredith pregnant? I think that this would be a FATAL writing error for them. That particular story line is so old. YICK.
Not to much else is going on. Steven's days off were very concentrated this pay period so he is on a 6 day stretch with no days off.. it sucks. But at least the shifts are varied so he can be really tired all of the time.
Yall know anyone who wants to buy a 1994 chevy lumina with major engine trouble? HA! For now its killing grass in our yard. Im hoping someone will need parts or whatever and we can sell it somehow.. at least get a little cash out of it.
I decorated for Halloween today. SHUT UP.. that is if you have opinions about Halloween as a holiday. Its fun and the kids like it.. and I didnt use any witches. Just tons of pumpkins. I like pumpkins. We are still in discussion about costumes for this year.. ha.. sounds a lot like last year at this time. We vacilated between ideas right up until the night of trick or treat. Thing Two wants to be a "china girl" Im not really that sure what that means.. she wants a red silk dress and her hair "up" and red lipstick. I dont know where I will come up with a red silk dress by then... anyone going to china?
Thing One is thinking about going as "Abbie" from NCIS.. you know all goth and cutsie in fishnets and lots of black. Its only one night and I will keep the sex appeal to a minimum. However, Steven, who has a really unhealthy attraction to the character is all freaked out by it.. (he wants her).. yeah its ok with me. We all gotta dream.. I figure if she ever comes along and wants him? He can have her.. as long as I can have Patrick Dempsey! He says if Thing One dresses as the character he wont be able to look at Abbie as sexy anymore.. Awwww poor baby. But I guess I can try to talk her into something a little less racy..I wouldnt want to de-sexy-ify his dream girl.. because after all.. what would life be if I couldnt imagine that Chris Odonell would bring ME homemade strawberry ice cream in the middle of the night.?
The man at Bethesda.
Lately I have heard a few sermons on the man at Bethesda. You know the story.
In case you dont here is a synopsis. There is a guy. He is badly malformed, paralyzed somehow. He has been for most of his life. In his town there is a pool, a pond or small lake with a spring that is famed to heal people. The legend says that once in a while the water would begin to swirl, this was believed to be caused by angels, or God or whatever, but the first person in the pool when this occured was legend to be healed.
He believed he could be healed by the water, and sat by the pool for 38 years. (GAH! thats a long time) But when Jesus came to him and asked him why he had not been healed he said " I dont have anyone to put me into the water when the water stirs" Jesus just said. "Take up your bed and walk"
The messages Ive heard (three different preachers, three different sermons Think someone is trying to say something to me?) Have been not about the miracle, but making excuses. Jesus asked the man. Why havent you recieved your miracle. And the man handed him an excuse. Granted it was pretty valid. But how many of us dont have a valid excuse for not recieving our miracle? Do we like to lay in our filth and revel in our pain? Do we enjoy blaming, god, or whomever else for whatever we happen to be going through? Maybe.
Sometimes things cant be helped. They happen. Bad things do. Its the nature of life. Stuff breaks, people die, and $7000 mistakes get made on tax returns (ugh) A theme in my life lately is the way that I deal with my problem. Do I accept my situation and move on? Or do I sit on my bed and make excuses as to why things cant get better or resolve?
A friend recently said this.
Got a problem? Pray about it. Now go play.
In case you dont here is a synopsis. There is a guy. He is badly malformed, paralyzed somehow. He has been for most of his life. In his town there is a pool, a pond or small lake with a spring that is famed to heal people. The legend says that once in a while the water would begin to swirl, this was believed to be caused by angels, or God or whatever, but the first person in the pool when this occured was legend to be healed.
He believed he could be healed by the water, and sat by the pool for 38 years. (GAH! thats a long time) But when Jesus came to him and asked him why he had not been healed he said " I dont have anyone to put me into the water when the water stirs" Jesus just said. "Take up your bed and walk"
The messages Ive heard (three different preachers, three different sermons Think someone is trying to say something to me?) Have been not about the miracle, but making excuses. Jesus asked the man. Why havent you recieved your miracle. And the man handed him an excuse. Granted it was pretty valid. But how many of us dont have a valid excuse for not recieving our miracle? Do we like to lay in our filth and revel in our pain? Do we enjoy blaming, god, or whomever else for whatever we happen to be going through? Maybe.
Sometimes things cant be helped. They happen. Bad things do. Its the nature of life. Stuff breaks, people die, and $7000 mistakes get made on tax returns (ugh) A theme in my life lately is the way that I deal with my problem. Do I accept my situation and move on? Or do I sit on my bed and make excuses as to why things cant get better or resolve?
A friend recently said this.
Got a problem? Pray about it. Now go play.
The white load
I got a silly little meme today and it asked. If you could obliterate one and only one household chore, what would it be and why?
Easy. The white load
I dont mind washing other loads.Jeans, Darks, colors, lights... but that one load that goes in with HOT water and bleach and is full of the most nasty parts of laundry? I hate it.In fact I hate the whites so much I usually save them for last to wash.. more often than not I lose interest in or run out of time for washing clothes and they go back into the hamper a couple times.. until steven threatens to turn his underwear inside out to wear a second time.Backwards right? Youd think Id want them to get done first and out of the way...
There are a lot of reasons why I hate doing whites First, I have to actually separate them. They are all usually inside out and wierd. Steven pulls his socks off in a way that one sock ends up inside out inside the other sock. They must be separated otherwise the inside sock is still dirty and they never dry all the way. Then, the smell. I do not care for the smell of bleach. EW. Its yuk.I also hate hate folding that particular load of clothes. There are also all those unmentionables belonging to my husband. I hate folding tighty whities. They dont have a good shape that folds easily and SOCKS. I hate to match socks. Mostly I have illiminated our sock matching problem. Steven has tiny pygme feet so he wears womens socks (this in no way threatens his manhood thank god) Thing One has really really impossibly huge feet (for an 11 yr old) and I am somewhere in the middle. SO I buy the same kind of socks for all three of us. White socks with no indentifying markings (like grey toes and heels.. or that weirdo pink stripe accros the toe) All the socks match with no problem now. Thing Two has hers.. but they are all also white. There is almost always one lone leftover sock without a mate.. but for the most part they match up easily..
But I still hate it.
Easy. The white load
I dont mind washing other loads.Jeans, Darks, colors, lights... but that one load that goes in with HOT water and bleach and is full of the most nasty parts of laundry? I hate it.In fact I hate the whites so much I usually save them for last to wash.. more often than not I lose interest in or run out of time for washing clothes and they go back into the hamper a couple times.. until steven threatens to turn his underwear inside out to wear a second time.Backwards right? Youd think Id want them to get done first and out of the way...
There are a lot of reasons why I hate doing whites First, I have to actually separate them. They are all usually inside out and wierd. Steven pulls his socks off in a way that one sock ends up inside out inside the other sock. They must be separated otherwise the inside sock is still dirty and they never dry all the way. Then, the smell. I do not care for the smell of bleach. EW. Its yuk.I also hate hate folding that particular load of clothes. There are also all those unmentionables belonging to my husband. I hate folding tighty whities. They dont have a good shape that folds easily and SOCKS. I hate to match socks. Mostly I have illiminated our sock matching problem. Steven has tiny pygme feet so he wears womens socks (this in no way threatens his manhood thank god) Thing One has really really impossibly huge feet (for an 11 yr old) and I am somewhere in the middle. SO I buy the same kind of socks for all three of us. White socks with no indentifying markings (like grey toes and heels.. or that weirdo pink stripe accros the toe) All the socks match with no problem now. Thing Two has hers.. but they are all also white. There is almost always one lone leftover sock without a mate.. but for the most part they match up easily..
But I still hate it.
"What does this mean Meredith?"
Tonight was the season premiere of my most favorite show in the telesphere. ( telesphere: everything that is on television.. a word I heard on MSNBC this morning. YAY ME)
Grey's Anatomy is all new tonight. Sexy, smart with just a little bit of medical stuff to keep me interested. The characters are intense, but they seem real, like this stuff could actually happen to some medical interns in Seattle. It also leaves me thinking all the time.love that.
Basically it was great and everything that I expect out of the show We were left with a couple cliffhangers last season and with the death of a major character. I think had we had to wait all summer to know that he died.. I would have been really really mad.
One thing bothers me though. She slept with him.. HE IS MARRIED.. yet she did it. Before she knew he was married it wasnt like that.. she didnt know.. it was only adulterous on his part .She was all pissed at him for it.. But NOW? She is as bad as he was. She did to addison what Addison did to Derek. BLARGH. Does that make it ok? nah.
In the end she is still between her two beaus.. what a hard life eh? hmmm Should I do Patrick Dempsey or Chris Odonnell?
Grey's Anatomy is all new tonight. Sexy, smart with just a little bit of medical stuff to keep me interested. The characters are intense, but they seem real, like this stuff could actually happen to some medical interns in Seattle. It also leaves me thinking all the time.love that.
Basically it was great and everything that I expect out of the show We were left with a couple cliffhangers last season and with the death of a major character. I think had we had to wait all summer to know that he died.. I would have been really really mad.
One thing bothers me though. She slept with him.. HE IS MARRIED.. yet she did it. Before she knew he was married it wasnt like that.. she didnt know.. it was only adulterous on his part .She was all pissed at him for it.. But NOW? She is as bad as he was. She did to addison what Addison did to Derek. BLARGH. Does that make it ok? nah.
In the end she is still between her two beaus.. what a hard life eh? hmmm Should I do Patrick Dempsey or Chris Odonnell?
I am a stupidhead
Today someone asked me why I hadnt blogged recently.. and I said. "uhhh I have.. in fact often.. well pretty often anyway" When I logged onto my computer I realized that I am a dork. I have been blogging and then putting them into a "post later" folder. Stupdhead.
So.. today you will get what will seem like a whole lot of blather from me.. but wont seem so much when you realize that it is over a weeks worth of thoughts.uhhh enjoy
So.. today you will get what will seem like a whole lot of blather from me.. but wont seem so much when you realize that it is over a weeks worth of thoughts.uhhh enjoy
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
And another thing...
This month is the one year anniversary of my blog.. I took some time off here and there. But there is a pretty good year of archives to read.. This year has been kind of rough... Weve been through a lot.. but we are in such a good place now. Things arent all smooth and yeah there are so many things that are still floating around wild and willy nilly. But mentally I am in such a great place.
We have kind of a major thing going on.. a possibility of a MAJOR life change for us in the next few months.Im trying not to invest to much into it emotionally, and get excited over nothing, but its a distant possibility. I cant really go into details yet, but when I can, I promise to share.
This is premire week for television. I have enjoyed the season premiers of CSI NY and CSI Miami. As well as for Two and a half Men. (funny stuff) and Tonight watched the opener of "dangerous minds". Mostly though I am looking forward to tommorow night and the return of Grey's Anatomy.(YEAH!)
As far as new stuff there isnt much I am happy about. I dont assume I'll be watching "SMITH" or "Jericho" I dont like all that dramatic stuff.. I didnt get into LOST and I am assuming that Jericho will be a lot like that kind of show. Nah.. no thanks.One new thing that I am LOVING is the new Rachel Ray talk show. She is a taaaad hyper for 9 am, but I am adjusting. That girl is just to darn happy all the time.. maybe thats the reason I like her. She reminds me of my friend Michelle McGarity.
I dont care to much for Katie Couric on the evening news... I havent really weighed in on the change yet. I wanted to give her a chance.. heck yay for the gals I say, you know? But I cant take her seriously. I miss grandpa news. Old guys who know what they are talking about... well Im sure.. actually positive that Katie more than knows what she is talking about. But I want an old guy in a suit. I want a Papa to tell me about Iraq and plane crashes...a Grandaddy to be strong when bad things happen. Katie just doesnt hold the reassurance in her voice that I need when things are going wrong.
Charlie Gibson is still kinda fresh from Good Morning America but he is growing on me.I actually LOVED him on that show. I still prefer it to the other morning shows..but I miss the chemistry between Dianne Sawyer, Robin Roberts and Charlie Gibson. The today show was OK before, but I HATE Meridith Vierra... She is sarcstic and way way to liberal. I hated her on The View (Actually I hate the whole show...and they didnt make it any better for me by adding Rosie Odonnell... whom I LOVED on her talk show..but have found her less and less appealing as I grow older and more conservative.. Her being a lesbian having NOTHING to do with it. I just dont care to listen to people who feel obligated to spew thier convictions and condenm others for thiers all the time... liberal OR conservative. She can have hers.. I can have mine. We can keep them to ourselves and talk about shoes and handbags and recipes and have a great time.. Yeah, we can ALL be Rachel Ray and the world would be SOOO much better.
We have kind of a major thing going on.. a possibility of a MAJOR life change for us in the next few months.Im trying not to invest to much into it emotionally, and get excited over nothing, but its a distant possibility. I cant really go into details yet, but when I can, I promise to share.
This is premire week for television. I have enjoyed the season premiers of CSI NY and CSI Miami. As well as for Two and a half Men. (funny stuff) and Tonight watched the opener of "dangerous minds". Mostly though I am looking forward to tommorow night and the return of Grey's Anatomy.(YEAH!)
As far as new stuff there isnt much I am happy about. I dont assume I'll be watching "SMITH" or "Jericho" I dont like all that dramatic stuff.. I didnt get into LOST and I am assuming that Jericho will be a lot like that kind of show. Nah.. no thanks.One new thing that I am LOVING is the new Rachel Ray talk show. She is a taaaad hyper for 9 am, but I am adjusting. That girl is just to darn happy all the time.. maybe thats the reason I like her. She reminds me of my friend Michelle McGarity.
I dont care to much for Katie Couric on the evening news... I havent really weighed in on the change yet. I wanted to give her a chance.. heck yay for the gals I say, you know? But I cant take her seriously. I miss grandpa news. Old guys who know what they are talking about... well Im sure.. actually positive that Katie more than knows what she is talking about. But I want an old guy in a suit. I want a Papa to tell me about Iraq and plane crashes...a Grandaddy to be strong when bad things happen. Katie just doesnt hold the reassurance in her voice that I need when things are going wrong.
Charlie Gibson is still kinda fresh from Good Morning America but he is growing on me.I actually LOVED him on that show. I still prefer it to the other morning shows..but I miss the chemistry between Dianne Sawyer, Robin Roberts and Charlie Gibson. The today show was OK before, but I HATE Meridith Vierra... She is sarcstic and way way to liberal. I hated her on The View (Actually I hate the whole show...and they didnt make it any better for me by adding Rosie Odonnell... whom I LOVED on her talk show..but have found her less and less appealing as I grow older and more conservative.. Her being a lesbian having NOTHING to do with it. I just dont care to listen to people who feel obligated to spew thier convictions and condenm others for thiers all the time... liberal OR conservative. She can have hers.. I can have mine. We can keep them to ourselves and talk about shoes and handbags and recipes and have a great time.. Yeah, we can ALL be Rachel Ray and the world would be SOOO much better.
Friday, September 15, 2006
lean into the wind
We recently got satalite tv. Its an extravagance we never justified before now, but we figured we never go out, we spend a lot of time at home (especially me) so it was an expense that would be worth it. Since then we have watched a LOT of weirdness on tv..You cant imagine some of the pointless junk they put on television. You just cant look away.. its like a train wreck, you dont want to look, but you do.
The other day, when I should have been doing something constructive,I was watching a sailboat race of some kind. Some wierdo documentary about these guys who raced accross the Atlantic.Two teams were racing against eachother, and the time of another team who had completed the race another time for a world record. Things went well until there was a storm. A really really big bad one.
So you have team one and team two. Team one is floudering, so is team two. Seems like things are not going to turn out well for either team. They are bickering and fighting amoungst eachother and cant seem to get together on how to fight the storm and still make headway.Both teams head for safe harbor, drop anchor and batten down to ride out the storm stationary.Team one burries themselves in thier bunks and goes to sleep. Crying over thier loses and bitter over the circumstance.
Then team two makes a decision, They lean into the wind. The storm isnt blowing in the direction that they need to go, and they will surely lose time on the world record, and likely team one. The wind isnt sending them in the direction they THINK they need to go. But the yeild to the wind and follow it. They are flying at an AMAZING breakneck speed..wild and unsure but trusting in the strength of thier mast and in a direction they did not plan. They assume the race lost and resolve to just survive the storm.
Eventually they outrun the storm. They harness the wind of the hurricane to blow them ahead of it. Out of harms way they make thier way to the finish line. They are whole and unbroken revived by the new wind. They win the race beating the world record by hours and team one by 12 hours.. the 12 hours that they leaned into the storm. Team one finished... barely... broken, bitter, and battered by the storm.
The documentary struck me as ironic. How much are we like the sailboats? How often, when storms blow do we feel like dropping anchor and going to bed? What if we leaned into the wind? What if we allowed our storms to blow us in directions we didnt plan for? It might seem like the hurricane might sink us, and that we'd rather stay in safe harbor and venture out when things look safe. But what if we trusted the strength of the mast??
Lately it has seemed like my storm might break the ship apart. One storm after the other rocking my boat. "Such is life" they say.. Its all storms and trials.. but I guess its more how you weather them. How you deal with the problem that makes your life easier or harder.I was never promised calm seas. I wasnt even promised favorable winds. But what I was promised was that if I trusted the strength of the mast? Id make it to the end of the race in one piece.. possibly broken, possibly battered. But comepletely whole.
The other day, when I should have been doing something constructive,I was watching a sailboat race of some kind. Some wierdo documentary about these guys who raced accross the Atlantic.Two teams were racing against eachother, and the time of another team who had completed the race another time for a world record. Things went well until there was a storm. A really really big bad one.
So you have team one and team two. Team one is floudering, so is team two. Seems like things are not going to turn out well for either team. They are bickering and fighting amoungst eachother and cant seem to get together on how to fight the storm and still make headway.Both teams head for safe harbor, drop anchor and batten down to ride out the storm stationary.Team one burries themselves in thier bunks and goes to sleep. Crying over thier loses and bitter over the circumstance.
Then team two makes a decision, They lean into the wind. The storm isnt blowing in the direction that they need to go, and they will surely lose time on the world record, and likely team one. The wind isnt sending them in the direction they THINK they need to go. But the yeild to the wind and follow it. They are flying at an AMAZING breakneck speed..wild and unsure but trusting in the strength of thier mast and in a direction they did not plan. They assume the race lost and resolve to just survive the storm.
Eventually they outrun the storm. They harness the wind of the hurricane to blow them ahead of it. Out of harms way they make thier way to the finish line. They are whole and unbroken revived by the new wind. They win the race beating the world record by hours and team one by 12 hours.. the 12 hours that they leaned into the storm. Team one finished... barely... broken, bitter, and battered by the storm.
The documentary struck me as ironic. How much are we like the sailboats? How often, when storms blow do we feel like dropping anchor and going to bed? What if we leaned into the wind? What if we allowed our storms to blow us in directions we didnt plan for? It might seem like the hurricane might sink us, and that we'd rather stay in safe harbor and venture out when things look safe. But what if we trusted the strength of the mast??
Lately it has seemed like my storm might break the ship apart. One storm after the other rocking my boat. "Such is life" they say.. Its all storms and trials.. but I guess its more how you weather them. How you deal with the problem that makes your life easier or harder.I was never promised calm seas. I wasnt even promised favorable winds. But what I was promised was that if I trusted the strength of the mast? Id make it to the end of the race in one piece.. possibly broken, possibly battered. But comepletely whole.
Monday, September 11, 2006
We wont forget.
Today is the 5 year anniversary of the loss of 2973 americans. People like you and me who were just doing thier jobs.. making the coffee.. checking email.. making weekend plans...being a hero. All of them, just gone. I am listening to the loved ones of those we lost read the names at ground zero as I write this.I cant imagine the loss and pain this past 5 years has held for them. They gave up so much, just so someone who was angry could express thier madness.Steven just called, on his way to work, and left a message on our internet answering machine. Just everyday stuff, "I put this much money in the bank, I filled up the car... I love you, and I'll see you tonight." Usually I listen to the message and then erase it. But today... I think I'll leave it. How many wives did the same thing five years ago today?
I am watching President Bush stand bravely at the pentagon and listen. As much as he has been a disapointment. This is one instance where I am glad that he was there that day... and responded with words that still make me proud of him... even if living up to the promises he has been harder than even he imagined.
Tonight I plan to make a nice dinner and hold my kids till bedtime and to look at Steven with the eyes of a woman who lost her husband on a september morning five years ago.
I am watching President Bush stand bravely at the pentagon and listen. As much as he has been a disapointment. This is one instance where I am glad that he was there that day... and responded with words that still make me proud of him... even if living up to the promises he has been harder than even he imagined.
Tonight I plan to make a nice dinner and hold my kids till bedtime and to look at Steven with the eyes of a woman who lost her husband on a september morning five years ago.
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